I’ve seen the Pay It Forward post idea on a few blogs, and it’s finally sunk in just how to do it. But I never do things the way they’re supposed to be done, so… we do it myyyyyyyy waaaaaay. (Hey, Frank Sinatra is relevant!)
So, the way this works is that I pick three random numbers in my head. You leave me a good comment on this post here. If you are the nth person to leave me a comment you win a Pay It Forward present. The nths are the numbers I thought of in my head before you left comments. So that no one will just stack the comments and try to win all the presents (um, that’s really fucking lame) I won’t be sharing the three random numbers in my head, but I assure you I have three numbers chosen already and if you are one of the chosen you will get your present if you agree to send me your address. The present won’t be anything spectacular like a car or a boat or a house, but it will be something fun. And if I kinda know you sorta maybe it will be a present that I feel is representative of you. k? If you get chosen for a present it is then your job to Pay It Forward the same way. No need to link to me, because this isn’t about recognition. This is about the people you’re paying it forward to. Selflessness. Try it. It’s fun, and helps you not be a cockroach the next time around.
I’ve seen this kinda going around the internet as well, but the real version seems to involve a significant other thinking up and telling things for me. … … … Yah, no. The kittos aren’t so good at writing stuff down in English. I wanted to participate but without any obligation to myself or others, so again we do it the Sinatra way.
Five random things about me:
1. I tend to read magazines and other non-book reading materials from right to left (I start at the back). You can see evidence of this in the Jell-O conclusion video.
2. If someone tells me the end to a movie or book I will be furious with that person. I am not kidding. Please don’t do that to me. It’s in your best medical interest.
3. I keep all cards and letters everyone ever sends me, with the exception of the love letters I received from the first love of my life. I shredded those last year so I could finally get over him. (For real.) I have letters going as far back as fifth grade, cards as far back as around the same time.
4. I am genuinely quirky, undefinable, and unpredictable. I’m also genuinely compassionate and will do stupid things but apologize when I realize I’m wrong.
5. I am obsessed with food so in order to not feel the hum in my head I do two things: I feed myself whatever my mind says it wants; I never diet. If I go against these two life rules I end up in a very bad addiction swing. Again, I am not kidding. This is why you will see that I eat a lot of junk food. If I deprive myself of junk food I gain 20 pounds in 3 weeks.
In case you’re wondering, I’m still mulling over the categories for the 2nd annual Poppy Awards. If you have more awards ideas please put them on this post over here (clicky) rather than the post you’re reading. Thanks. 
Ok, that’s all I’ve got for now. Have a happy period Monday! (Sorry, had to. 
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What an interesting concept!
About the random things:
1. How does this work with 2?
I know you said “non-book”, but still. I guess your brain amazes me.
2. I’m the same way. I know this person who will tell you the whole movie even though you keep saying “I don’t want to know that”. Annoying. I won’t introduce him to you.
3. Seriously? All cards and letters? I use to be a pack rat, but nowadays I throw everything away. I blame it on “Clean Sweep”.
4. Sounds like fun. Being predictable sounds like the worst disease ever, doesn’t it?
5. I’ll give that a try! And I’m not talking about gaining 20 pounds in 3 weeks. I’ve already master that.
Happy “Monday” to you too!
You shredded my love letters?
Mikey, you changed your name, you sneaky sneak! 1 only works because I mean things like magazines. I don’t care if an article gets “ruined” for me. I care if the ending to World According to Garp gets ruined. Thanks for being amazed by my brain. I am genuinely amazed by it myself on a pretty frequent basis.
Fab, are you Jewish, do you bike to work every day, do you have an ivy education, and have parents who hate me? No? Then I didn’t mean your letters.
If this contest were on Aaron’s site I would have commented 150 times just to annoy him. Here, I will content myself with one and hope that is enough.
I keep cards and letters from many years back, but I make myself go through everything and throw most of them away after time. Otherwise, I’d be even more of a packrat.
Re: Pay it forward - if I happen to be one of your hidden numbers, come up with a different number. I’m not going to be continuing it.
NPW,
(And that’s all I’ll say for now.)
Avi, thanks for being up front about that. I’m a total pack rat/packrat, would fill any place I have up to the top with papers if I hadn’t seen on TV that this is what absolutely crazy people do.
I used to keep all my cards and letters. Now I go through periodically and toss the ones that seem entirely insignificant. I’m pretty sure I have every birthday card I’ve received nearly every year of my life, though.
Stef, the problem for me is that everyone seems significant. At some point in my life they were my world. Ya know?
I changed my name?
Mikey, please ignore me. My brain got wiped last night, apparently. There are 173 comments from you under the name “Mike” so clearly I’m the one who can’t remember who you post as. Maybe this means you need to comment more frequently.
Ha ha ha!
I will. That’s comment more frequently, not change my name.
And I’m not trying to stack the comments, so ignore these comments for the PiF thing. I’ll stick with numero uno.
Woah dude: I just realized I’m 3 comments away from Tug in the all time Top commenters.
I’m going to go ahead and see if this is the right comment number. That would be kickass. This whole thing reminds me of that movie, where in the end, it was all a dream.
Dang it, I just went and ruined the ending.
I’ll make it up by saying that I think your eating style is great. I feel the same way. I love food too much to stop, and a pinch of junk food can really get me through the tough times.
Pay It Forward made me cry like a baby. Never have I seen such an unfair ending. **sniffle**
But hey - I’m all for the concept! WHOOT!
Mikey, you are sneaky.
Noelle, it’s such a cop-out when the movie ends with “it was all a dream,” don’tcha think?
Kris, I choose to think of it differently. Sometimes people are only in your life for a very short amount of time. You need to appreciate people you love every day because you never know when that time with them will come to an end. That movie is trying to teach you what I consider one of my life mottos: Love hard while people let you.
I am doing it tomorrow. I had to get directions from Shannon… So you beat me to it.
Pick me! Pick me!!!
Abs, heh, sadly, in this case, begging does not work. Numbers were preselected. And winners will be notified by email.
I know.
I am hoping that my number comes up.
“Love hard while people let you.”
That phrase/motto is deep. Even though I know the reasoning behind it, it still took a moment from me when I read it.
I think you should add it to your list of revolving taglines (if it’s not already).
(please exclude this comment from PiF thingy)
Abs, you need to settle it down, woman.
Sour, at your request I have made it so.
Sorry. Too much caffeine. You know how I am about that.
Don’t worry; I just meditated. All is right with the universe now.
And no, I am not kidding. I meditate. And I am also very much into quantum mechanics. Don’t go there. Bite me.
I will never tell you the end of a movie. I promise.
This Is Spam…
Abs, I have friends who meditate. It’s a long story why I don’t, otherwise I would.
Maman, thank you.
Geek, is that like This Is Spinal Tap?
Oooh, I love This Is Spinal Tap!
I never saw the movie, but I did read the book. It was good.
I like the meme idea! Very cool and interesting, but I am so bad about getting stuff in the mail!
Your mind is a wonderful thing, Poppy.
Poppy, I get that that’s the meaning, but being perimenopausal I cry at the end of Princess Bride and Ella Enchanted. LOL!
I have a hard time letting people in, if you know what I mean, but am working on it. That’s one reason I miss my fuzzies. They ALWAYS understood and accepted without judging. People, not so much. Snorgle ‘em when you can. (Which I think is the same as the PIF philosophy. HAH!)
It’s all Karma, baby.
I meant I read Pay It Forward, not I read This Is Spinal Tap.
I am pretty sure you knew that.
I am tired.
And I am not trying to stack comments!
Shut up, Sybil!